WAFFLES: It's 4:43. Where is every buddy?
ELLIE: What do you mean, Mr. Waffles?
WAFFLES: We're going to STARVE. It's 4:44 and no one is home. You better get over here. We may need to coordinate an assault on the big fridge.
ELLIE: I'm kind of busy, Mr. Waffles. There's butterflies and stuff.
WAFFLES: Dinner is WAY more important than butterflies, Ellie.
ELLIE: But there's all kinds of cool smells and bugs. It's all breezy too. Don't worry, it's not windy. I know you're scared of the wind.